Escaping Hell should have been impossible. For centuries and lifetimes I suffered, struggled, died and was reborn to die again. I thought about giving up nonstop, begged, pleaded, sobbed to empty air, the worst pain of my entire life soon the only thing within it. It was worth it, the agony, exhaustion, starvation, no matter how deeply I descended into the nightmare, escape had to be worth it. It was a delusion I repeated to myself for hours that faded into eternity. Of course, I eventually did get out. I found what was on the other side.
The Author, Ben Fisk, wrote such a compelling narrative about life in hell that I was completely captivated. The first few pages were kind of twisted and really setup the storyline. Maybe that's how people felt reading Dante when his vision was new.
The book was really good. I picked it up on the flight from Hong Kong to Seattle and did not put it down until I was done. Needless to say I didn't get any sleep. Some of the characters were very well developed and I thought that they were fresh. I do get tired of the same old characters.
I do have to admit that there was a corny part of two. The death scene needed a little more polish. Perhaps I like the anti hero archetype for than the straight forward hero type. All in all I found it to be a pretty good read and worth the time.